That's cool. Well the quality is definitely high, so you're doing something right. Love the diversity of the pieces, seems like you can go from writing about a breakup, to tackling religion and all of society's problems, in the space of two songs haha.

Thanks! I guess that's the result of 5 years of persistence lol. I try my hardest to keep things diverse. I mean, it doesn't always work, but I'll be damned if I don't try xP

There was a gun to the back of my head
A little voice whispered “you’d be better off dead”
Bullets screamed into my brain
I didn’t feel a thing, yeah, when the time came
And when it hit me
It hit me hard
Yeah when it hit me
It took away my life for sure

Your heavy hands came crashing down, restraining me
I knew that I was screwed from the very beginning
I woke up aching from the pain that you ensured
That I would feel before I died, just to torture me

You left me in a pool of my cold blood
You let it drip until it made a mess and massive flood
The bullets called out my name
I didn’t hear them scream, yeah, when the time came
And when it hit me
It hit me hard
Yeah, when it hit me
It took away my life for sure

Your heavy hands came crashing down, restraining me
I knew that I was screwed from the very beginning
I woke up aching from the pain that you ensured
That I would feel before I died, just to torture me

It’s a damned shame things had to end up this way
It’s a damned shame that I’ll never see the light of day (again)
And it’s a damned shame that nobody had found me
Yeah it’s a damned shame that my body is rotting
Well it’s a damned shame, but there’s nothing that I can change
It’s not like I can do anything about this whole mess anyway

I wrote this one about a past relationship that's recently been heavy on my mind. I'd started thinking about it more and more, to the point it was practically unbearable. I didn't get any sense of closure from that relationship. It ended rather abruptly when *insert name here* moved away. We never even attempted contacting each other after that. It was a relationship that I'd put a lot into, and up until she moved away, gotten a lot out of. And then it ended abruptly. I've been writing about it quite a bit, recently. Writing about it and thinking about it. I realized that I started thinking about it for a fairly unhealthy amount of time out of pretty much every day. I needed to get over it. So that's why I wrote this. True story. Now I'm over it and moving on, because I don't want to drive myself crazy over something to insignificant, something that I can't really do anything about, and something that shouldn't have mattered to me this far down the line.

Closure

When I’d close my eyes
Your scent would lie heavy on my mind
As if I’d find
Myself lost inside the barriers of myself
That would run through
Every thought I’d had that related to you
I skimmed through
I went back, I read them again
Those letters that you use to send
Now I’ll never have to see them again

The more and more that I’d thought about it
The more I realized I needed to quit
Unhealthy habits carry me, they carry you
It was at that point that I knew
I needed some form of closure
I needed to say goodbye
To lift the weight of you off of my shoulders
To end these minute frustrations
To free myself, to be myself
And to say my last goodbyes

There's a canvas of colors, variety large
And a painting that sits on the wall
In dark times it sings and in the light it rings
A message, a truth it can sell
Fading images sit on the floor
With paper and ink turned to ash
Dust collects largely on aged images
Where I still don't know what went wrong

Here culprits sit waiting for the distance
To close in and conduct through the fowl
These heavenly things are hardly what they seem
With a lie as they take a quick bow
Horrible fuss and commotion will bust us
Open and unhinge all our faults
The dead-air will sink in as we take a drink
A sip of what life's all about

Every bone in my body has been picking at my brain
Twisting my thoughts until they aren't the same
Aging in an ever peculiar way
Growing into something ever so strange
And it's a long way out
Past the billboards stretching down
To the dirty ground

I watched my heart today
Drift out and very far away
You could have seen it too
Floating down the river into empty space
It didn't go to waste

Every noise in this city has been driving me insane
From the loudest rambling cars to the strangers chattering
Peace and quiet never looked so good
I should have counted on just walking away
But it's a long way out
Past the billboards stretching down
To the dirty ground

I watched my heart today
Drift out and very far away
You could have seen it too
Floating down the river into empty space
It didn't go to waste

All the fog in my brain has left me a bit hazy
Don't know what I'm doing as the seconds tick away
Following instructions, doing what I could
Still confused and circling, I've misunderstood
That it's a long way out
Past the billboards stretching down
To the dirty ground

I watched my heart today
Drift out and very far away
You could have seen it too
Floating down the river into empty space
It didn't go to waste

I've been drowning in a sea of negative emotions
Taken from my home and sent out to the ocean
And this negativity has been dragging me under
I'm screaming for help but no one hears me over your roaring like thunder
Washed ashore, ragged and worn out
These waters have taught me, they've fought me, and they've murdered

I silently inhale, exhale, then repeat
Slowly move along to the beat of swollen failures
To learn a lesson from this sound state of defeat
Gradually get closer to a silhouette, so distinct
I silently inhale, exhale, then repeat

I've got another sinking monster of a feeling
Taking deep breaths until they all get stolen
When time is just an essence that can get easily broken
I'm screaming for help but no one hears me over your roaring like thunder
Washed ashore, ragged and worn out
These waters have destroyed me, they've taught me, and they've murdered

I silently inhale, exhale, then repeat
Slowly move along to the beat of swollen failures
To learn a lesson from this sound state of defeat
Gradually get closer to a silhouette, so distinct
I silently inhale, exhale, then repeat

I've been too long sulking in silence on my own time
Getting lost in a web of self-proclaimed lies
These thoughts speed through my head now and gather here like flies
I'm sullen, desperate, holding on to nothing more than what keeps me defined
Washed away, moving and torn down
Like a flag a victim of, an image, characterized

I silently inhale, exhale, then repeat
Slowly move along to the beat of swollen failures
To learn a lesson from this sound state of defeat
Gradually get closer to a silhouette, so distinct
I silently inhale, exhale, then repeat